Compilations
Walking tightrope high, over moral ground
Walk the bridges before you burn them down
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Hold on to the thread
The current will shift
Glide me toward you
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Once divided, nothing left to subtract
Some words, when spoken, can’t be taken back
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To this day she’s glided on
Always home, but so far away
Like a word misplaced
Nothing said, what a waste
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I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life
I know you’ll be a star in somebody else’s sky
But why can’t it be mine?
